We find them again under an old lime-tree in the dense, discreet forest, at the "Fountain of the Blind."
"Life and Writings of Maurice Maeterlinck"
Jethro Bithell
"We spread some lime a time or two, but not nearly enough," admitted Wilson McNair.
"Frying Pan Farm"
Elizabeth Brown Pryor
She had made the floor of beaten clay too, and had gathered from the creek bed the grey and brown stones which Donald had built into the hearth and chimney with seams of lime and fine white sand that he had brought from the Port.
"The Pioneers"
Katharine Susannah Prichard